It's fifteen minutes past 10 PM now, it should be safe to leave this closet...is what I would say, if it wasn't for all the footsteps echoing out outside. I've counted eighteen individual pairs so far, I started counting about five minutes after closing time, when things went totally quiet outside for a couple of minutes, before then hearing several sets of footsteps, one after the other.
No doubt about it, the footsteps I'm hearing are heading towards the fro-yo place. You know, maybe I should just ditch the whole covert thing entirely and charge right in.
I mean, with all the security cameras around, they're probably keeping an especially close eye on the feeds from the cameras near the fro-yo place right now, plus they've probably kept guards posted outside that back door in the store.
Yeah, trying to be covert might be a waste of effort...and no, I'm not just saying that because I'm tired of being cramped inside this closet. First of all, I-...hm?